Satan is a woman
She's wearing my clothes
She's saying my name
I can feel it in my bones
Peach handkerchief
She puts it in her pocket
Covered in blood
I don't know how she got it
Aroma of death
Like flowers bloom
Creeps under the door frame
On Sunday afternoon
Satan is a woman
Got two red eyes
Blood on her teeth
Exhaling lies
Fire can't burn her
Bathes in the smoke
See-through skin
And never losing hope
Blood on the doorframe
Blood on her thighs
Blood on the mirror
And blood when she cries
Aroma of death
Like flowers bloom
Creeps under the doorframe
On Sunday afternoon
Satan is a woman
Got two red eyes
Blood on her teeth
Exhaling lies
I can't help it
I've forgotten how to breathe
Got my horns out
Now lay it on me
Lady can you hear me
I'm so alone
Can't look myself in the mirror
Please pick up the phone
Red like my sweetheart
Red like my hair
Come closer baby
Please don't be scared
Red like my sweetheart
Red like my hair
Come closer baby
Please don't be scared
Aroma of death
Like flowers bloom
Creeps under the doorframe
On Sunday afternoon
Satan is a woman
Got two red eyes
Blood on her teeth
Exhaling
Exhaling
Exhaling
Exhaling
Lies